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CHAPTER ONE
                          
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SPENCER'S POV:
                          
So much is going on. All I know is that I feel sick and everyone is yelling around me.
                          
This lady is saying Ashton is going to have to date Dani, and Kaylee is saying he can't see me at all.... They can't do that? There is no way in hell he would actually listen to that. 
                          
"What are they talking about Ash?" I say looking up at Ashton puzzled. "Nothing babe. Nothing don't worry" He says not looking me in the eyes.
                          
 I know he's lying. 
                          
His phone starts to buzz in his back pocket and he answers it quickly. I study his eyes as he receives the message. His eyes start out puzzled and then turn to shock as he says "You've got to be shitting me mate" Sighing putting his palm to his head. 
                          
"Can we get a God damn break for once? I've already got enough shit on my plate to even try and take care of this right now" He says pacing the room as everyone slowly exits on their own, the buzz of the arguing just minutes before losing its excitement.
                          
"What's going on?" I say grabbing Ashton's arm as he walks back towards me. "Spencer, nothing. Just please" he says shakily removing my hand from his grasp and moving a little farther away from me. 
                          
"Niall what do you expect me to do? He's probably just overreacting and so are you! So what he left a note? Maybe he went out of town for a few days I don't fucking know?!" Ashton says exasperatedly into the phone sitting on the leather chair in the room covering his face with his one free hand. 
                          
Who's missing??? Fuck.
                          
Is it Harry?
                          
Harry may be an asshole, but we've been through too much for me to just not care about him. Slowly getting up trying not to hurt myself from moving too fast, I pluck the phone right out of Ashton's hand. "Spence!" He says grabbing for it. "Don't" I say shooting him a look warningly. He eventually backed off sitting back in the chair throwing his hands up in defeat.
                          
"Niall what's going on?" I say into the phone calmly.
                          
" Harry..... he's he's gone Spence" Niall lets out shakily.
                          
"Gone? Gone where? Do you have a clue?" I say hoping he knew. 
                          
"I have absolutely no clue. He just left a note. A heart wrenching note talking about how unhappy he is and how he knew this was how we was going to die" Niall says his voice going hoarse. I know he's trying his hardest not to cry. 
                          
I had been afraid of this.
                          
"I think I may know where he is" I say sighing only having one location in mind. "I'll call you if I find him and I hope you do the same" I say hanging up and handing the phone back to Ashton as he starts to stand up opening his mouth to protest.
                          
"You aren't stopping me Ash. I have to go find him. He's in serious trouble."
                          
"Are you kidding me Spence? You just woke up, I don't even know if you're stable and I have no clue how much more time I even have to spend with you. Harry is just dramatic. He wouldn't actually do anything" Ashton says a tinge of annoyance in his voice. "Are you serious Ash? That's really fucking low of you to say. You never know if he would or not. And frankly I think I know Harry waaaay more than you could possibly imagine knowing him. I'll come back fine and we can hang out after but I have to check on him" I say getting closer to him softly resting my hand on his chest.